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  • Smoke DZA – The Mood (feat. Joey Bada$$)

    [Intro: Smoke DZA]
    Yea
    It’s a really fucking cool era we in
    Yea, uh

    [Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
    It’s a Bada$$, Kushed God colossal
    We coming through and we hostile
    47 deep so everything’s getting toppled
    Showtime nigga word to James word to goggles
    Everybody’s fucked like a high price brothel
    You can’t out-hustle a hustler so don’t try to
    Word to Steezy the tactic is still survival
    Fuck humble nigga ride on your rivals
    The hoes wanna hang like my peacoat toggles
    Guess who’s bizzack? Smokey and I’m here with the pack
    After this you gon’ need you a nap
    They throw shots we don’t even react
    Like I ain’t got Pedro on payroll to take care of that
    Set it out where it’s at
    Nigga flow way in tact
    The bag heavy scale off weigh it back
    Lightyears ahead of niggas, not even laps
    You can’t compare them boys to us
    Shit, that’s not even rap

    [Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
    Yeah, uh, and let me switch the mood
    Gotta take a risk for your biggest wish to come true
    I been in those shoes, had fifth-dimensional views
    Where ain’t shit to lose just more proving
    Finally got my piece of the pecan
    Me and momma moving no more staying out on weekends
    Got no time for snoozing know I’m out for Benjamins
    Representing me, repping for all my people dreaded in my family
    I see a canopy of bars thats overhead
    Thinking to self there can’t be no one this hard, they all dead
    Go and spar with the ghosts that’s on my side
    I’m a star momma look up in the sky
    Son shine bright, don’t I?
    Only getting brighter I been closer every summer, winter, hour, minute
    Like I am supposed to, very soon you will be out of minutes
    You should let me coach ya, work the smoke
    We keep a lot of spirit while lifting the culture from these vultures

    [Verse 3: Smoke DZA]
    It ain’t for purchase gotta take the game in doses
    The illest shit don’t really get too much promotion
    Children of the indigo protect the fortress
    Trump got the whole world feeling hopeless
    Still I got my chest pokin’
    Too much headaches not enough Motrin
    Life will have a nigga self frozen
    Won’t have my self stolen, dough rolling, head first dove in
    The flow golden, the wave, the boat rowing
    We here, they no-showers
    Smoke blowing the OG in the wind
    Had a bunch of losers tell me I couldn’t win
    See you taking off that’s when the hating shit begins
    Watch you walking on water they say it’s cause you can’t swim
    Time to transcend, hands in, boss and [?]
    Ben Franklin’s, all across the globe my name ring
    Airport, customs, walking through chain swing
    You could tell I’m doing my damn thing
    Ugh


  • DJ Holiday – Wassup Wid It (feat. 2 Chainz)

    [Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
    Bitch, bitch talkin’ ’bout
    You ain’t thinkin’ ’bout me
    I said naw, no stress
    Got the cashflow with my vain bitch
    Shawty, how you gettin’ home
    I’m good, I’m fine
    Do you wanna sip wine?
    Sometimes I do
    Codeine in the fridge
    Right there by the vegetables
    Had to tell my kids
    Tell ’em what goin’ on
    This a real damn song
    It’s a real damn facts
    Billboard off the net
    Yeah, I might have a birthday party in the middle of Saks
    Came up off the sacks
    From outta town, we gon’ tax
    Ain’t talkin’ ’bout the dentist, nigga, when I say I got plaques
    Some gold, some plat’s
    Got my son hair in plaits
    Got my daughter’s hair pressed
    Let you know I ain’t stressin’
    Yeah, I graduated on ’em
    Got degree, I’m flexin’
    Got my masters in cappin’
    Got my doctorates in shoppin’
    Treat the pussy like a punchin’ bag
    Said I wanna go boxin’

    [Hook: 2 Chainz]
    Uh, wassup, wassup with it
    Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
    Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
    Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it
    Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
    Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
    Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
    Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it
    Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
    Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
    Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
    Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it
    Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
    Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
    Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
    Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it

    [Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
    Wassup, wassup with it
    We can go bar for bar
    We can go car for car
    We can go star for star
    We can go ring for ring
    She gonna off the bra
    I’ma jack somethin’ like Randy
    She don’t wear panties for daddy
    My auntie stayed off a camera
    Answer the door with a hammer
    Promise we didn’t had no chimney
    Then I believin’ in Santa
    How he gon’ come at my shit
    I put some thought in that shit
    I put some rock in that shit
    They steady takin’ they shot
    I’m steady blockin’ they shit
    This that provocative shit
    You pockets Bugs Bunny ears
    Mine so damn deep
    You can see Ben Franklin swim
    Yeah, money grow on trees, nigga
    I least have me a limb
    Anthin’ rap where I’m from
    Street side, I leave have a M

    [Hook: 2 Chainz]
    Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
    Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
    Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
    Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it
    Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
    Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
    Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
    Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it
    Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
    Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
    Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
    Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it
    Yeah, wassup, wassup with it
    Tell me how you motherfuckin’ livin’
    Tell ’em mind they motherfuckin’ business
    Tell ’em I’m gon’ motherfuckin’ get it


  • Ye Ali – Loyalty (feat. Eric Bellinger)

    [Intro: YE Ali]
    I just wanna see you shine

    [Verse 1: YE Ali]
    I just wanna see you shine
    Let’s talk about you, baby girl ’cause I be with me all the time
    I’m surprised you have my number saved
    I see you wetting it up, party shaved like the number 8
    When I left your best friend, told you I tried to get at her
    She throwing salt up in the game, you should come and chill with big daddy
    Cinderella from the hood, enjoy this slipper on your foot now
    Instagram post going up, heard you doing good now
    I just got one question, is you single?
    Told me had a hard day at work, damn, how you meeting go?
    Give me all the details and the boring and the ugly shit
    Co-worker piss you off, why she hating on a bad bitch?
    You in that 9 to 5, maybe you should 69
    Girl, I got the morning shift, you can cover here any time
    Me and Romeo ain’t never been friends, Ben Franklin my best man
    I think we should have a threesome, shit, you could get a couple bands
    I love when you speak French, that my, that my, that my bitch

    [Chorus: YE Ali]
    She know I’m a dog, she a dog too
    She know all my flaws, she got flaws too
    She know I’m a dog, she a dog too
    She my best friend and my bitch too
    I’ma be loyal for real
    She know I’m a dog, she a dog too
    She gon’ be loyal forever
    That’s my best friend and my bitch too

    [Verse 2: Eric Bellinger]
    That’s my best friend and my bitch too
    Pussy like wow and she rich too
    I know when she call when she in the mood
    She got all her old niggas confused
    Breezy said these hoes ain’t loyal
    So I cut all my other hoes for you
    Come and see me for once
    I been on your ‘gram scrolling down for months
    It’s been so many weeks, I know your whole damn story
    Like how you be twerking every time your song come on
    Stay with them dog ears on but I like it
    Why you think she keep them dog ears on?

    [Chorus: YE Ali & Eric Bellinger]
    She know I’m a dog, she a dog too
    She know all my flaws, she got flaws too
    She know I’m a dog, she a dog too
    She my best friend and my bitch too
    I’ma be loyal for real
    She know I’m a dog, she a dog too
    She gon’ be loyal forever
    That’s my best friend and my bitch too


  • Raekwon – My Corner (feat. Lil Wayne)

    [Intro: Raekwon]
    Yeah
    Let’s get real vulgar and loud in here, uh huh

    [Chorus: Raekwon]
    Come on, peace to my corner
    Where niggas’ll leave ya head and switch names on ya
    And we ain’t holdin’ blame for ya
    Them niggas’ll kill, forreal
    Come on, peace to my corner
    Where niggas’ll leave ya head and switch names on ya
    And we ain’t holdin’ blame for ya
    Them niggas’ll kill, forreal

    [Verse 1: Raekwon]
    Picture me stompin’ you out, up on a flyin’ train
    Rip Nikes on, hollow through your hollow brain
    I suffocate cats, I rape tracks
    All of this is late facts
    I wished from the stove, it came, yes
    Porsche racin’ with Scottish pitts
    Best fly rum in the world
    I got your girl eatin’ exotic dick
    Anthrax pussy, the minks, whiskey king
    Wrote my name on her face, yeah, yeah, kush me
    Elevation keep the arm clustery, thousands of guns
    We got money too, and we know how to fight someone
    But niggas get burned inside of mines
    Chopped into a capsule, amass cool, I’m that live
    Yeah shower that nigga down, he pussy
    Tryna hang with wolves, yo you still plain pussy
    Don’t never move, we’ll detonate
    Fuck up your whole plantation in one night to separate

    [Chorus: Raekwon]
    Come on, peace to my corner
    Where niggas’ll leave ya head and switch names on ya
    And we ain’t holdin’ blame for ya
    Them niggas’ll kill, forreal
    Come on, peace to my corner
    Where niggas’ll leave ya head and switch names on ya
    And we ain’t holdin’ blame for ya
    Them niggas’ll kill, forreal

    [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
    One for the money, nothin’ after that shit
    I’m gettin’ foreign money, money talks with an accent
    Life is a maze, I done run out of Pac-Men
    Really need a crown on my head like a cat lick
    Never been a bitch and I don’t plan on startin’
    Blood gang, beat a beat like Pam on Martin
    And you wonder why my right hand man stand-offish
    ‘Cause he got that blam blam on point like swordfish
    I’m walkin’ ’round the mansion on a cordless
    Arguin’ with a bitch ’bout how I cannot be her boyfriend
    And then I told her, "Hold on, let me click over"
    It was my homie T, ’bout to bring them bricks over
    We ’bout to break ’em down like when hammers hit boulders
    If one of us goes down then we keep our lips frozen
    Who that nigga with, Blood? Make that nigga spit blood
    Bullet ain’t got no name but the nigga that it hit does
    Come through in my bitch’s car, shoot you with my bitch’s gun
    She asked where I’ve been, I just had to make a quick run
    I’m an NWA, nigga with an AK
    That’ll put an end to the melee
    Smokin’ on pounds ’til them shits just deadweight
    Ben Franklin straightjacket, my money gon’ stay straight
    Lil Tune

    [Chorus: Raekwon]
    Come on, peace to my corner
    Where niggas’ll leave ya head and switch names on ya
    And we ain’t holdin’ blame for ya
    Them niggas’ll kill, forreal
    Come on, peace to my corner
    Where niggas’ll leave ya head and switch names on ya
    And we ain’t holdin’ blame for ya
    Them niggas’ll kill, forreal

    [Verse 3: Raekwon]
    I seen it all, done it all and still doin’ it
    Who gave you crime action stories, live from the bricks?
    Now it’s more diamonds, more bread, more bitches, more head
    More land to cover and haters get more lead
    Monster rap, decorated, general stripes, I’m top rank
    Raise your arm up, salute the globe’s most realest still
    M16 rounds from 16s
    Blood money over here, cash rules daily
    Flip train, lay it down, lay it flat, call it a G language
    Keep flamin’
    Sophisticated killers that’s rich and famous
    For actin’ like your bakery bakes stacks
    Get your cake snatched, and your pride too
    Money can’t replace that
    Run but you can’t hide
    The games that you play’ll get you viewed by a coroner, coward
    This is my corner

    [Chorus: Raekwon]
    Come on, peace to my corner
    Where niggas’ll leave ya head and switch names on ya
    And we ain’t holdin’ blame for ya
    Them niggas’ll kill, forreal
    Come on, peace to my corner
    Where niggas’ll leave ya head and switch names on ya
    And we ain’t holdin’ blame for ya
    Them niggas’ll kill, forreal


  • FUTURE – Zoom lyrics

    Bought a drop top Porsche, about to cut the top off
    Trappin’ is a sport young nigga get ya knocked off
    Hol’ up

    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    I secure the bag first, I’m ready to boast
    I secure the bag first, I’m full of that dope
    Court side with a mink
    Pee Wee Kirkland on the scene
    Five karats, wear the link
    Both hands full of ink
    Money drying in your hand
    Wrap the bail in Saran
    My yellow bitch want a tan
    I just landed from Japan
    Tokyo and Korea
    Panamera to the lear
    Yellow metal with the gold
    Fishscale with these hoes
    Mossberg, I’m drinkin’ mud
    Put a hit out on a dud
    Bought my lil’ nigga 12 slugs
    Just to shine bright when he rub
    I just bailed out of [?]
    20 pills goin’ hyphy
    Oh you lookin’ real icy
    Boy you know you nothin’ like me

    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    I gave her the raw lean
    They sound like my offsprings
    Nitro gasoline
    Bought some more money machines
    Bring out a brand new machine
    I bought a whole lot of bling
    Treat me like Weezy and Baby
    Treat me like Mannie and Turky
    I went to juvie with work on me
    I had to cop it and purchase
    I put more ice on the day today
    Rockin’ these prezzies and Cartier
    I got it and flooded the plain Jane
    I made my young niggas insane
    Crunchin’ dem Xans up and then drink
    Get you a Draco and then crank it
    Saudi Arabian, Ben Franklin
    Leave it to me they would’ve been stained ‘em
    Saditty in back, we done got acquainted
    You see the dash they gotta see me
    I ran it up fast, they can’t see me
    I went surfin’ with you
    I buy them Birkins for you
    I go to surgery with you

    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast


  • Future – Zoom lyrics

    Bought a drop top Porsche, about to cut the top off
    Trappin’ is a sport young nigga get ya knocked off
    Hol’ up

    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    I secure the bag first, I’m ready to boast
    I secure the bag first, I’m full of that dope
    Court side with a mink
    Pee Wee Kirkland on the scene
    Five karats, wear the link
    Both hands full of ink
    Money drying in your hand
    Wrap the bail in Saran
    My yellow bitch want a tan
    I just landed from Japan
    Tokyo and Korea
    Panamera to the lear
    Yellow metal with the gold
    Fishscale with these hoes
    Mossberg, I’m drinkin’ mud
    Put a hit out on a dud
    Bought my lil’ nigga 12 slugs
    Just to shine bright when he rub
    I just bailed out of [?]
    20 pills goin’ hyphy
    Oh you lookin’ real icy
    Boy you know you nothin’ like me

    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast

    I gave her the raw lean
    They sound like my offsprings
    Nitro gasoline
    Bought some more money machines
    Bring out a brand new machine
    I bought a whole lot of bling
    Treat me like Weezy and Baby
    Treat me like Mannie and Turky
    I went to juvie with work on me
    I had to cop it and purchase
    I put more ice on the day today
    Rockin’ these prezzies and Cartier
    I got it and flooded the plain Jane
    I made my young niggas insane
    Crunchin’ dem Xans up and then drink
    Get you a Draco and then crank it
    Saudi Arabian, Ben Franklin
    Leave it to me they would’ve been stained ‘em
    Saditty in back, we done got acquainted
    You see the dash they gotta see me
    I ran it up fast, they can’t see me
    I went surfin’ with you
    I buy them Birkins for you
    I go to surgery with you

    Turbo switchin’ lanes, Hublot switch your watch
    Trappin’ switch the spots, when you’re runnin’ hot
    Feet on the gas, trappin’ dem bags
    Run up a sack and never look back
    Shorty got miles on her, I’m about to spaz in it
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast
    I ran it up fast, I ran it up fast


  • Eearz – No Sleep (feat. Chief Keef)

    [Hook: Eearz]
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    I’m so high off greek you hear the creak in my tummy
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us

    [Verse 1: Eearz]
    You can live for me, you wanna see get to Glory
    Say [?]
    Me and my family we proud up in the bed six deep
    I was caught up on [?]
    I can hear the weeps and the hallways can hear the weeps
    Brought me to the rooms and he told me [?]
    Blank stare at the wall, I swear I couldn’t even breathe
    [?] fourteen years old, going on like thirty three
    Tapped into the savage on that day is what I mean
    Tables turned you feel you cannot turn the other cheek
    From then on everything was a plate no nigga eat
    [Hook: Eearz]
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat

    [Verse 2: Chief Keef]
    Walked up in the bank there’s so much cash I gotta take
    Twenty sixteen there’s so much cash I gotta make
    Excuse me, vegetarian that’s so much bad up on my plate
    That’s steak, spicy garlic, man that’s a normal date
    I’m hot now, I can’t stop now, I’m on fire
    I make your bitch tat me on her back, I’m a wire
    It take blood, sweat, and tears, but I am not a crier
    The way Ben Franklin sing, he make me think I’m a choir
    Sosa got the strap, you know I wear it like a bomber
    Act like you don’t middle of December, turn to summer
    The way I make your bitch hot, I’m a stove, Harry Potter
    This mathematics, you can leave if you ain’t talking numbers

    [Hook: Eearz]
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat

    [Verse 3: Eearz]
    Lean on me like Morgan Freeman, no further you shall see
    Pacing in circles in the darkness, won’t the light come follow me
    [?] to lose your [?]
    Stomach folding, this the greatest story ever told
    I knew that I was a legend more now than before
    Wait two nights to my last bitch [?]
    Flew by you in quite a flash, few nights I saw you pass
    Stay up on my path, I bet I be here laughing lastly

    [Verse 4: Eearz]
    Wings up on your back and the wind beneath your feet
    Watch the game we play, you can get tricked up off the street
    Days like Halloween, you can get tricked and be a treat
    Won’t happen to me, I sink my teeth into they sweet

    [Hook: Eearz]
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat


  • SIA – Satisfied lyrics

    A toast to the groom!
    (to the groom, to the groom, to the groom)
    To the bride!
    (to the bride, to the bride, to the bride)
    From your sister
    (Angelica, Angelica, Angelica)
    Who is always by your side
    (by your side, by your side)
    To your union and the hope that you provide
    (you provide, you provide)
    May you always (always)
    Be satisfied (Rewind)

    Rewind!
    Rewind!
    I remember that night, I just might
    I remember that night, I just might
    I remember that night, I remember that—

    I remember that night, I just might
    Regret that night for the rest of my days
    I remember those soldier boys
    Tripping over themselves to win our praise
    I remember that dreamlike candlelight
    Like a dream that you can’t quite place
    But Alexander, I’ll never forget the first
    Time I saw your face

    I have never been the same
    Intelligent eyes in a hunger-pang frame
    And when you said “Hi,”
    I forgot my dang name
    Set my heart aflame, ev’ry part aflame
    This is not a game…

    You strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied
    I’m sure I don’t know what you mean, you forget yourself
    You’re like me, I’ve never been satisfied
    Is that right?
    I have never been satisfied
    My name’s Angelica Schuyler
    Alexander Hamilton
    Where’s your fam’ly from?
    Unimportant, there’s a million things I haven’t done
    Just you wait, just you wait…

    So so so—
    So this is what it feels like to match wits
    With someone at your level! What the hell is the catch? It’s
    The feeling of freedom, of seein’ the light
    It’s Ben Franklin with a key and a kite! You see it, right?
    The conversation lasted two minutes, maybe three minutes
    Ev’rything we said in total agreement, it’s
    A dream and it’s a bit of a dance
    A bit of a posture, it’s a bit of a stance
    He’s a bit of a flirt, but I’m ‘a give him a chance
    I asked about his fam’ly, did you see his answer?
    His hands started fidgeting, he looked askance
    He’s penniless, he’s flying by the seat of his pants

    Handsome, boy, does he know it!
    Peach fuzz, and he can’t even grow it!
    I wanna take him far away from this place
    Then I turn and see my sister’s face and she is

    Helpless
    And I know she is
    Helpless
    And her eyes are just
    Helpless
    And I realize three fundamental truths at the exact same time

    I’m a girl in a world in which
    My only job is to marry rich
    My father has no sons so I’m the one
    Who has to social climb for one
    Cause I’m the oldest and the wittiest and the gossip in
    New York City is insidious
    And Alexander is penniless
    Ha! That doesn’t mean I want him any less

    (doesn’t mean I want him any less)
    (doesn’t mean I want him any less)
    (doesn’t mean I want him any less)

    He’s after me ’cause I’m a Schuyler sister
    That elevates his status, I’d
    Have to be naïve to set that aside
    Maybe that is why I introduce him to Eliza
    Now that’s his bride
    Nice going, Angelica, he was right
    You will never be satisfied

    (I will never be satisfied)
    (I will never be satisfied)

    I know my sister like I know my own mind
    You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind
    If I tell her that I love him she’d be silently resigned
    He’d be mine
    She would say, “I’m fine”
    But she’d be lying

    But when I fantasize at night
    It’s Alexander’s eyes
    As I romanticize what might have been
    If I hadn’t sized him up so quickly
    At least my dear Eliza’s his wife
    At least I keep his eyes in my life…

    To the groom!
    (to the groom, to the groom, to the groom)
    To the bride!
    (to the bride, to the bride, to the bride)
    From your sister
    (Angelica, Angelica, Angelica)
    Who is always by your side
    (by your side, by your side)
    To your union and the hope that you provide
    (you provide, you provide)
    May you always
    Be satisfied

    And I know (yeah)
    She’ll be happy as his bride
    And I know
    He will never be satisfied
    I will never be satisfied…


  • Eearz – No Sleep (feat. Chief Keef) letras

    [Hook: Eearz]
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    I’m so high off greek you hear the creak in my tummy
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us

    [Verse 1: Eearz]
    You can live for me, you wanna see get to Glory
    Say [?]
    Me and my family we proud up in the bed six deep
    I was caught up on [?]
    I can hear the weeps and the hallways can hear the weeps
    Brought me to the rooms and he told me [?]
    Blank stare at the wall, I swear I couldn’t even breathe
    [?] fourteen years old, going on like thirty three
    Tapped into the savage on that day is what I mean
    Tables turned you feel you cannot turn the other cheek
    From then on everything was a plate no nigga eat
    [Hook: Eearz]
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat

    [Verse 2: Chief Keef]
    Walked up in the bank there’s so much cash I gotta take
    Twenty sixteen there’s so much cash I gotta make
    Excuse me, vegetarian that’s so much bad up on my plate
    That’s steak, spicy garlic, man that’s a normal date
    I’m hot now, I can’t stop now, I’m on fire
    I make your bitch tat me on her back, I’m a wire
    It take blood, sweat, and tears, but I am not a crier
    The way Ben Franklin sing, he make me think I’m a choir
    Sosa got the strap, you know I wear it like a bomber
    Act like you don’t middle of December, turn to summer
    The way I make your bitch hot, I’m a stove, Harry Potter
    This mathematics, you can leave if you ain’t talking numbers

    [Hook: Eearz]
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat

    [Verse 3: Eearz]
    Lean on me like Morgan Freeman, no further you shall see
    Pacing in circles in the darkness, won’t the light come follow me
    [?] to lose your [?]
    Stomach folding, this the greatest story ever told
    I knew that I was a legend more now than before
    Wait two nights to my last bitch [?]
    Flew by you in quite a flash, few nights I saw you pass
    Stay up on my path, I bet I be here laughing lastly

    [Verse 4: Eearz]
    Wings up on your back and the wind beneath your feet
    Watch the game we play, you can get tricked up off the street
    Days like Halloween, you can get tricked and be a treat
    Won’t happen to me, I sink my teeth into they sweet

    [Hook: Eearz]
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat


  • Game & Marsha Ambrosius – Sins Of Our Fathers (The Birth Of A Nation The Inspired By Album) letras

    [Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]
    Sins of our fathers
    Father, forgive me
    And after all I gave you stole my name
    And took away from me
    Our founding fathers
    What have you gave to me?
    I’ve been the victim of a broken home
    You stole away from me
    Sins of our fathers
    Sins of our fathers

    [Verse 1: The Game]
    I could hit you with the “Yes master”, pastor
    Or I could close the box on your ass like cold pizza
    Whips and chains, brain gone, mind in shackles
    Cam Newton, a Black Panther hard to tackle
    Mix the moonshine with the Snapple
    The White House a plantation
    But they’re teachin’ our kids it’s a castle
    Built by slaves, my guilt by trade, the maze
    Lab rats pickin’ cotton inside invisible cages
    House nigga, he hate us more than the massa
    Burn his own church and smile in the face of the pastor
    The last days, drinkin’ our own sweat in the field
    Either kneel or you get your ass killed
    [Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]
    Sins of our fathers
    Father, forgive me
    And after all I gave you stole my name
    And took away from me
    Our founding fathers
    What have you gave to me?
    I’ve been the victim of a broken home
    You stole away from me
    Sins of our fathers
    Sins of our fathers

    [Verse 2: The Game]
    They gave my great-great grandfather lashes ’cause he stole a fuckin’ horse
    Now 500 horsepower in my mothafuckin’ Porsche
    As I light my torch on this Mississippi porch
    Let the Mississippi River shatter windows on my [?]
    Corpses is, of course this is, genocide
    I’m in the same church where little kids and women died
    I can hear the voices, ropes around throats
    Separated our families when they stacked us on them boats
    Choke, as your legs shake you start to lose hope
    Wishin’ the branch would break, but nope
    Soon as your neck snap, they start laughin’ and takin’ pictures
    ‘Cause to them you ain’t nothin’ but a mothafuckin’ nigga
    500 years later, I’m in the club
    Chain on my neck, Harriet Tubman on the dub
    Ben Franklin on the hundred, Hamilton on the ten
    Even in death, she still surrounded by white men

    [Hook: Marsha Ambrosius]
    Sins of our fathers
    Father, forgive me
    And after all I gave you stole my name
    And took away from me
    Our founding fathers
    What have you gave to me?
    I’ve been the victim of a broken home
    You stole away from me
    Sins of our fathers
    Sins of our fathers
    Sins of our fathers